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Shadow, as usual, ignored the new cats and tended to her eye that was swollen. She scoffed at how the tom had attacked her first, then she made a sneering face as she thought of how he had been nice to her right after. It made her feel quite disgusted.

Luke. Iris held her tongue as she saw the familiar figure licking his paw. Quietly, shaking herself and rasping her tongue quickly across her fur in a brisk, rushed attempt at grooming while keeping her eyes narrowed at the tom. A growl bubbled up in her throat and she abandoned her rough attempt at cleaning herself. Paws itching, she bounced to her paws as she strode confidently towards him. “I suppose you’re proud of yourself.” Even though her words sounded chipper, the chaotic flames roaring in her eyes would show her intent. The others might think she was speaking of his idiotic move against a fellow rogue, which was fuel to the flame. They couldn't have enough to beat the Clans as Ambrosia wanted if they were too busy slaughtering one another. But this, this hatred ran deeper than any cat could see, leaving the taste of bile and oddly enough, flowers, choking up her throat. Her gaze burned into his and she flicked her tail, before moving back towards her latest victim, tilting her head curiously at the prone form as she idly wondered if he would respond.

Luke looked up to see Iris and scoffed. He then saw her looking at something on the ground and he almost threw up and screamed (almost) when he realized what it was. It was a body. "What the heck is that?" he said in disgust.

Shadow, becoming bored and agitated, got up from her little area and decided to leave. She flicked her tail to Ambrosia, figuring the other fiesty she-cat would guess where she was going; hunting, and away from the others. She had known Ambrosia for quite sometime now, but the two she-cats did not speak often but to Shadow, she felt like she understood the rogue more through actions and looks rather than words.

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"It's a body," Iris chirped, figuring it had been rather obvious. Had no cat else noticed his rudeness and his entry? Eye flashing with a hint of steel, she continued in her chipper tone under her breath, "But I suppose you know all about that, Luke."

Flicking her ear, she swept her tail around her paws, wondering if Ambrosia would want her to get rid of the body that was laying rather obvious in their hangout.

“Nicely done Iris, Luke, make yourself useful and go get rid of it. Now.” Ambrosia spat, grabbing his face and shoving it into the carcass. “Iris, keep this up and soon you’ll be ruling whatever you want.”

Ambrosia looked at him with something of disgust and disbelief. “Go dump it by LightClan as a warning. It’ll be fun to see their faces.” She snarled at his appalling behavior to her of all sorts. The one who’s kept him alive, he’d be lucky if he got to live, treating her like that. “Shadow, Luke’ll have more punishments coming his way, so if you want to help make anything for him, feel free.”

Shadow turned to look at Ambrosia and gave a small nod, deciding against going hunting now. She then walked over to Luke and outright wacked him on the head. “Start learning to get used to seeing things like this. And grow a pair while you’re at it. You’re useless in my opinion and i don’t really care what happens to you.” Shadow told him calmly, glaring at the tom with disgust.

Ruling anything she wanted. Iris preened at the compliment, and tilted her head at Luke as he went to dispose of the body. In a light tone, she mewed, "You can't tell me you've never killed anything, not even a butterfly?" Butterfly. The word held more than he knew, a double edged sword, aimed only for him. "Thank you Ambrose! I bet the LightClan cats will look all silly if they find him like that. Might want to roll in some barley on your way to cover your normal stink so they don't come trailing after us like lost puppies." She bounced slightly from paw to paw, shaking out her long tortoiseshell fur, Iris smiled eerily.

Luke returned and sat a good pace away from the other cats and began to dig his claws into the dirt. It wasn't that he was annoyed. He was just itching to fight something, anything to stop the boredom. He walked over to Ambrosia and spoke. "Why are we just sitting around here like scardey cats? We should be fighting the clans, not hiding from them!" He hissed.

“Not hiding, fish brains.” Shadow growled and glanced to Ambrosia before sitting next to the she-cat. She was glad she would never be intimidated by her, nor scared of her as they were slightly similar to each other.

“I’m not stupid. We can’t go charge in, a plan is needed, now shut your mouth, got it?” Ambrosia spat in Luke’s face. She’d kill him before she took orders from him, but she took some welcome to Shadow sitting next to her.

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Ooh. A group turning against Luke, this was good fun! Flicking her tail, the fluffy tortie stretched downwards before spinning about and lying down with her head resting on her paws, humming the same tune quietly to himself.

"What can we do to get ready to take out the icky-messy LightClanners you hate?" Iris asked in a sing-songy tone.

Shuck slipped into the hangout, the stench of blood, mud, and lingering clan-scent sticking to her fur. Over her right eye was a blood-smeared patch of cobwebs and a cold gleam in her left. Her gaze skimmed over the other rouges as she settled down in a sunny spot.

Shadow, barely moving from her spot next to Ambrosia, lightly growled as she saw a new cat arrive and heard the other one humming. She felt kind of disgusted with quite a few new smells coming to her nose, as she made a scrunched up face. She didn’t care if anyone saw her, she just wanted the day to pass by quickly.

“If you have a problem with me say it, i don’t mind ripping your fur out either. This is how i always am so you better get used to it.” Shadow snarled, truly wondering why she had even joined in the first place.